these days.

these days, I have been waiting.
Not for the world to change but really, so simply.
I ask, for just simple emails. But nope, no one will spare the effort to reply.
Or they simply task me things that, I can't do. Won't do. Adviced not to do.

The extra words on pieces of paper that the school gave me as steps to be a little taller than the rest aren't working because they forgot that I was much shorter than everyone else to begin with.

here's some of the better sketches on the trains from my unpolished training-lacking lazy hand:



and today i started reading another book by Tim Powers.
It's called Last Call.
Not as riveting as his other books, but I still love how he teases you with quotes at every chapter. Like he dares you to guess his twisting plot.

And upside down in air were towers
Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
And voices singing out of empty cisterns and
exhausted wells.
- T.S. ELIOT, The Waste Land

You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
- T.S. ELIOT, The Waste Land

Hopes die, and their tombs are for token
That the grief as the joy of them ends
Ere time that breaks all men has broken
The faith between friends.
- ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE,
Dedication

You know, my Friends, how long since in my House
For a new Marriage did I make Carouse:
Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed,
And took the Daughter of the Vine to Spouse.
- The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam,
EDWARD J. FITGERALD translation

sketching on the train is not always good for your heart. hahaha.



OHOH, sorry for the long long post :D but i must say a big big mega thank you to SHI HAN for a super saturday!!!

:D great cheap dimsum, great arcade games and great patience to play pool with me. haha! holding onto vibrating guns and vibrating steering wheels and cue sticks for hours...made my muscles sore.
this is what animators call exercising. hell yea. lol.